Texting Teen

ZARA

Registered User
I did too. I think I will share it with my 7 year old when she is old enough.

Thank you Zara

Do it now. Please don't wait. You can never reassure them of your love and help too early. I started telling my kids that when they were five.

My son wasn't even 10 when he was thinking of dying. Start now, keep reminding them over the years, reinforce the fact that you will ALWAYS be there for them NOW. Then when (if) the time comes that they REALLY need you, they feel 100% secure and fearless in coming to you for help.
 

Bann

Doris Day meets Lady Gaga
PREMO Member
it is all fun and games until you find out your 17 yr old daughter is sending sexually explicit messages and photographs to some 25 yr old creep in Arkansas

Was your daughter in your custody? If not, then who is the one who is raising her & the one responsible for her moral & ethical upbringing - not to mention "trusting but verifying"?

I happen to know the values and morals of my kid. Like Kwillia says - I trust BUT I verify. I EXPECT certain behaviors and I INSPECT when I have reason to. Because his track record is pretty good, I have less reason to mistrust him and less need to spy on him. He is always in touch, checking in. When he doesn't my mom radar goes off and I am tracking him down. He is 17, and my responsibility.

I personally cannot fathom how 17yo girl just texts nude pix of herself to a 25 yo out of the blue. There had to be some signs.
 

Chasey_Lane

Salt Life
I love that idea!

I did the same thing with my daughter more than a year ago. I told her that no matter what, I wouldn't be upset. I wouldn't judge. I wouldn't ask questions. I would rather she tell me/ask me than her getting hurt or feeling like she can't resolve an issue.

Sooooooo many kids are afraid that their parents will be mad or will hurt them. I read a story a long time ago about a child that killed him/herself over school grades. How can your child(ren) be that afraid of you to end their life??
 

getbent

Thats how them b*tch's R
Do it now. Please don't wait. You can never reassure them of your love and help too early. I started telling my kids that when they were five.

My son wasn't even 10 when he was thinking of dying. Start now, keep reminding them over the years, reinforce the fact that you will ALWAYS be there for them NOW. Then when (if) the time comes that they REALLY need you, they feel 100% secure and fearless in coming to you for help.

Thank you for sharing your story. I will definitely sit down with both girls and share this with them (talking to me as a friend, when needed). :huggy: to you.
 

abcxyz

New Member
Trust but verify...exactly!!

I know plenty of parents with their heads in the sand that find out the hard way that where there is a will, there is a way. If a kid knows you can check their phone at any time all they are going to do, if they want to do dirty, is go buy (or steal) a pay as you go phone to do dirty on.

A lot of people never realize that they don't know what they don't know until it is too late; I prefer not to be one of them.
 

bcp

In My Opinion
, "Mom, I need to talk to you as a friend." Once those magic words are spoken Mom disappears and their best friend is by their side. They cannot be lectured, yelled at, or grounded for anything that is discussed and we guide them through whatever problem they are having.

So far it has only been used once and I am SO thankful we were smart enough to create the fail-safe.

When you feel this foot up your ass, I want you to know that its your friends foot, and not your dads.. because your dad would never do anything that would hurt. But your friend is an evil bastard that has no concern about how you will feel with a size 12 lodged up your butt for being stupid.
 
When you feel this foot up your ass, I want you to know that its your friends foot, and not your dads.. because your dad would never do anything that would hurt. But your friend is an evil bastard that has no concern about how you will feel with a size 12 lodged up your butt for being stupid.

Hallmark moment ruined. :ohwell:
 

ZARA

Registered User
When you feel this foot up your ass, I want you to know that its your friends foot, and not your dads.. because your dad would never do anything that would hurt. But your friend is an evil bastard that has no concern about how you will feel with a size 12 lodged up your butt for being stupid.

My "Dad" beat (and a lot of other things) my brother. My "Dad" beat my mother in front of me to a bloody pulp. My "Dad" tried to kill my mother in front of me. My "Dad" was an Ordained Minister. My "Dad" did all these things before I even turned 4 years old. I watched my "Dad" get arrested because of these actions. Then I never saw him again for 11 yrs. When I did, my "Dad" informed me that his wife was more important than I was and I could not live with him…so I went back to living on the streets. I never saw him again for 4 more years. When I did, my "Dad" finally got to meet his grandson and my "Dad" stole money from me (and other things happened). I never saw him again after that.

My "Dad" died last year of complete organ failure because he was a chronic alcoholic.
I did not shed a tear.
I did not feel anything.


...My friend Ed stood by me and guided me through some rough times. He was almost old enough to be my Grand-dad. We worked together, he was my boss. But mostly he was my friend. When I needed advice in my relationship, I asked my friend Ed. When I needed advice in my academics, I asked my friend Ed. When I needed parental advice, I asked my friend, Ed.

Ed always gave me good advice. He always helped me see things from a different perspective so I was able to see the whole picture, instead of just my side of it. He was the closest thing to a Dad I ever had.
I buried him in Feb of 2009 and I still cry because I miss him so effing much.

A person’s life experiences is what gauges value. My life has taught me that the people I am related to are not worth the ####s I take in the mornings. Some “friends” are worth about the same. But I have met other people that became my friends but they are worth ten times their weight in gold because they are Positive influences in my life and they stood by me during some really tough times.

So when my son needs a friend to talk with, He can count on me to stand beside him and guide him through anything without fearing judgment. Life is a bitch, we are all F* ups…and then we learn from our mistakes and use that knowledge to help our kids.
 
My "Dad" beat (and a lot of other things) my brother. My "Dad" beat my mother in front of me to a bloody pulp. My "Dad" tried to kill my mother in front of me. My "Dad" was an Ordained Minister. My "Dad" did all these things before I even turned 4 years old. I watched my "Dad" get arrested because of these actions. Then I never saw him again for 11 yrs. When I did, my "Dad" informed me that his wife was more important than I was and I could not live with him…so I went back to living on the streets. I never saw him again for 4 more years. When I did, my "Dad" finally got to meet his grandson and my "Dad" stole money from me (and other things happened). I never saw him again after that.

My "Dad" died last year of complete organ failure because he was a chronic alcoholic.
I did not shed a tear.
I did not feel anything.


...My friend Ed stood by me and guided me through some rough times. He was almost old enough to be my Grand-dad. We worked together, he was my boss. But mostly he was my friend. When I needed advice in my relationship, I asked my friend Ed. When I needed advice in my academics, I asked my friend Ed. When I needed parental advice, I asked my friend, Ed.

Ed always gave me good advice. He always helped me see things from a different perspective so I was able to see the whole picture, instead of just my side of it. He was the closest thing to a Dad I ever had.
I buried him in Feb of 2009 and I still cry because I miss him so effing much.

A person’s life experiences is what gauges value. My life has taught me that the people I am related to are not worth the ####s I take in the mornings. Some “friends” are worth about the same. But I have met other people that became my friends but they are worth ten times their weight in gold because they are Positive influences in my life and they stood by me during some really tough times.

So when my son needs a friend to talk with, He can count on me to stand beside him and guide him through anything without fearing judgment. Life is a bitch, we are all F* ups…and then we learn from our mistakes and use that knowledge to help our kids.

I am sorry you had to go through all of this. :huggy: I hope you are happy in your life now. Living a good life is the best revenge of all. :yay:


...except maybe spreading a rumor that he was gay and came out of the closet by attending a drag queen show and getting on stage to dance with "Princess Ezmarelda." :coffee:



Not that there is anything wrong with that :peace:
 

ZARA

Registered User
I am sorry you had to go through all of this. :huggy: I hope you are happy in your life now. Living a good life is the best revenge of all. :yay:

:huggy: Don't be sorry though. I learned some very powerful lessons. I learned how to survive and to never put myself in a situation where I MUST depend on someone else. I always have a backup plan in place in case things "go south." Even now.

I learned EVERYTHING I should NEVER do being a parent, which left all the proper things to do to be a great parent.

I do not regret one moment of my life, although there are parts of my life I wish I could forget but those memories don't haunt me anymore. I learned so much from the hells I have lived and I have done some great things because of it.

And I have some fabulous stories to tell my grandkids...oh the exciting things I have done...LMAO

I have a great life now. I LOVE my life and I would not trade or change any part of it, except maybe that my son would stop getting older because that means I am getting older and I deny the fact that time moves forward dammit because I AM NOT GETTING OLDER. :killingme


...except maybe spreading a rumor that he was gay and came out of the closet by attending a drag queen show and getting on stage to dance with "Princess Ezmarelda." :coffee:



Not that there is anything wrong with that :peace:

This is so incredibly sad and hysterically funny…I could tell stories.


My childhood:


My Adulthood:
 

Chris0nllyn

Well-Known Member
This thread made me think of something...

The NSA must have the largest cache of child p0rn in the world.

Afterall, they were spying on teenagers with cell phones.
 
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